Day finally breaks my way; opening with a brilliant fireworks display, painting the sky and earth for all see; shimmering lights dancing furiously. Eyes to heaven adoring the scene; the sky spills forth, colors sharp crisp and clean; a…"
"Here My Call:
Hear my call as from the sky~ the sun falling and slicing through the night~ growing blackness erasing the light~ It’s time to dance screaming out loud~ naked thrashing in large crowds~ fevered twirls with panted cries~…"
"Dr. Who Where Are You~
DOCTOR WHO where are you~ we’ve got some work to do~
Dr. Who come on now~ we need some help from you to show us how~
Come on Dr. who don’t you know I see~ you flying in the wooden machine~
You know we got a…"
Decaying dolly’s dance in time a sadly sadistic paradigm; fresh and new corroding too rotten and old; lifelong reckless living taking its toll. Dolly’s smile and they laugh; tilt their heads and clap at…"
Pink and fresh full of desire~ dirty deeds get me higher~ a dentist degree behind a strangled plea~ innocent giggles and batting lashes~ as my victim wiggles and thrashes~ relax a little whispered with a seductive growl~…"
"Intermission in the Devils Den~
In the caves of sin and despair~ you'll find her silently waiting there~ Money drugs and guns all around~ desires dragging me gagged and bound~ Screaming Inside tearing from within~ raping cries heard from the…"
"Sand Castles at Sea~
Ashes swirl into searing Pain~ as sand cinders erupt from vicious flames~ a constant agony burning my brain~ Presenting a dominant mask so no one sees~ how much your leaving deeply affected me~ Torn through time and ripped…"
If the roles were reversed and I you~ would we still do the things we do~ would thoughts become a festered sore~ or salvation from a rotten core~ What would I do~ without my inner Demons to whisper too~ in a world where prayer is…"
I dreamed I was walking along a sunset shore~ tortured with self-inflicted suffering and confused to the core~ I dreamed that you suddenly smiled at me from across the room~ your dark eyes and pouty lips turning away all too soon~…"
Sweet 16 made of cherries and topped with whipped crème; a beauty queen lost dreaming of life’s lived in magazines. Id's fake just like her tattoo; another child blinded with no stinking clue; ignorantly…"
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